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You: gorgeous suit, coffee with 2 friends/colleagues discussing traveling. No wedding ring. Me: gray dress, leather jacket, with a coffee and croissant. I should have said great hat when you put on your fedora.

I couldn’t stop smiling. You said I looked happy (something to that effect, I was so taken that I got flustered and wasn’t listening properly). I said I was happy because the buses were running in the snow. I should have said that you were the brightest light in my day. Would be pretty awesome to see you again!

I first noticed your friend as she exited her Lexus after parking in lane 45 and was struck by how lovely she looked; that was, until you appeared from around the other side... I am smitten! Your look, your red heel pumps and all I could do was smile inside, thank you for making my day.

You were part of the birthday party gathering Saturday night at the Acorn around closing time. Latina beauty in a sparkly silver shirt! As I was getting ready to leave I couldn't take my eyes off you and we locked gazes a few times.
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Near West Broadway at Macdonald at mid-day Tuesday, you have straight, dark hair and fair skin, and walked past me wearing a grey coat, and an air of confidence that caught my attention. I was loading groceries from the Persian Market onto my bicycle, in full eco-gladiator regalia, cosy despite the sleet. As I watched you walk away, you looked back over your shoulder. Were you looking-back-to-see-if-I-was-looking-back-to-see-if-you-were-looking-back-to-see-if-you-were-looking-back-at-me? If so it's plain to see that we should go for tea, because I'd enjoy your company.

You were sitting on the bench at Ernest Ice Cream. You were with two male Buddhist monks in orange, and two other women. I sat down next to you and you gave me a hello and a smile that warmed my heart. I think you must know who I am.

We danced and talked at Roxy's saturday night and I don't know why I never asked for your number. You are both from Iran and your best friend was with you, you are the gorgeous blonde one. I really hope I get a chance to connect with you again

99 bus ~10 pm Arbutus-MacDonald. You interesting way of looking around, long hair at the back door of the bus. Me rose sweater, dark hair, curious about u!! Can you just tell me how this city looks through your eyes on a Saturday night! Fue to see someone like u in this city!

I just got on the #2 bus at balsam and you came on a bit before burrard wearing a black true north hat I was sitting in the back with an orange leather jacket vibrantly listening to music holding a yoga mat (hard to miss) You sat down and we made eye contact and smiled. A just as my intuition nudged to say hi, I turned out of some sort of habit. You had the most beautiful smile and a willing confidence to engage. I resisted and foolishly maintained my headphone shield. I kept wanting to say hi but felt I blew the moment and proceeded to just get over it by singing partly hoping you’d just lean over and say something Either to tell me it was nice or to stop lol I kept self contained, alas. My friend called and I was surely laughing extra as my containment for how cute you were was broken by the conversation. I though about you through the whole day and how I had become one of those closed off people that uses their electronic shield to block connectivity and I realized that because I didn’t say hi I catalyzed you needing to take out your phone shield and lock in on it to go back into societal hiding as we so often do and just before you were running off to work faster than I could have caught up to you I reflected on my cowardice and wished for the possibility that you’d walk slow to where you were going. I missed the mark for connection there but hope to find it here as who knows what would have been possible on a snowy Valentine’s Day had my own technological addiction not been indulged. The opposite of addiction is not sobriety but rather Connection. And without true connection we all just become hunched over screenfaces dull and lifeless. We can’t let this be the end of true humanity as we know it!. So I hope that you see this or find me somewhere in this universe with all of my colourful wonder so that I can see that gorgeous smile again and have that conversation I’ll be dreaming of tonight.

You had eyes that would make any mans morning. You were wearing a beige overcoat with a white dress shirt. Stunning and sophisticated to say the least. The skytrain was overcrowded and you had this content smile, vibing to your music and drinking your morning coffee. I was sitting adjacent to where you were standing doing the same. We caught eyes several times and exchanged smiles. When I got off you smiled and softly waved goodbye. I wish I could have introduced myself, you made my morning.

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